作词 : Jenn Carter
作曲 : Jenn Carter
Jenn Carter/Kyle Richh—Replay
Verse 1
Jenn Carter:
Grrrah
Know the opps they gon put this on replay
Spinnin and spinnin like we in a relay
He tried to punch he got put in a blunt and the beam got a scope so now he got a tummy tuck
He not a leprechaun he outta luck
Tell that dummy ni99a get his coins Up
He on the bench he gotta get his points up
He tried to diss he got sent to his owner
I’m a demon 41 top shotta
Walk in the spot they address me as Carter
No partition ain’t talkin Beyoncé
Different position this strap is so grande
Bullets singin like they are Rihanna
If you lack, that’s a problem
Ain’t no math, we gon rob him
Strap in a baddie she think I’m her father
Free Loco, know brodie a demon
Like I woke up and I couldn’t believe it
Said the money gon come in a sequence, grrrah
It’s gon come in a sequence
D sayin ain’t no bendin through Chester
They on the block, you could tell that we next up
He got popped, he was being a wrestler
Like I’m a tutor I teach him a lesson
Verse 2
Kyle Richh:
She around me you know she a gem
Brown skin, always textin’ on IG
She mad tall wanna be just like me
41 shots and don’t play with the wifey
Like damn, let’s fall in love
I get played up the feelings on Pro Tools
You a queen know nobody can come close to you
I just wanna show you like I’m ‘posed to
In the spot, she too bougie
She be lookin too cute in that 38
2 some, I wanna do somethin
Pour out the D’usse we start doin dirty sh!t
And I cannot fvck on a dirty bich
That bich a bum I could tell by the wig
Like I might slide with a .9 or a .6
He tried to throw he got lit like a cig‘
Like it’s a party, pass me the drink
Like, she wanna fvck cuz I’m big
Top 2 not 2 said I got to
You don’t got me like I got you
Shoot by myself I don’t got goons
I don’t really talk but this Glock do
Hunnid D know he spinnin through Chester
Like stop got fired now he chest up
Verse 3
Jenn Carter:
He tryna run I know KR gon get him
Like a sharpener, bullets gon shed ‘em
Like Metro, I’m steady Boomin
Like a needle I shoot through the denim
Like Dory, bullets gon wet him
On the court and I’m playin the center
Feel like Curry the way that I’m shootin
He got a Glock he don’t know what to do with it
Bullets is scorchin, they makin him melt
Why they keepin my name in discussion?
She heard I’m a rapper so she get to rumpin’
Call up D Billy that boy get to dumpin’
If I flock, it’s a movie
Off of the Henny she turn to a groupie
They like Jennie be movin so moody
And shorty a demon so they cannot stop her
And brodie throw five imma times it by two
That’s why biches gon rate me a 10
C dot a demon he flock out the Benz and these biches is geekin while party with Jenn
Fvck around and get popped, Profen
‘Head of the rappin, they said that I’m chosen
I won’t stop till my wrists is on frozen
I’m on the top like the medal is golden
Walk in the spot and these biches start chokin
Make it hot like the AC is broken
Feel like Lil Baby I’m scarred with emotions but Durkio blitz said that backdoor was open
So no I cannot slip for a moment
Everyone fiendin to eat in the kitchen
Off the Za and that sh!t is so potent
Tata be uppin you know that he itchin